Chelsea's POVMy surroundings were pitch black.On the other end of the line, my family sat around the dining table with their four phones placed in the middle. They were betting on how long it would take before I called and begged for mercy.My younger sister, Mia Summers, said resolutely, "One minute."When I was ten years old, Mia poisoned my dog during Thanksgiving. I cried and begged for mercy. I even rushed into my parents' room and pleaded with them to take the dog to the vet.However, my parents didn't seem to care that I was crying hysterically. They simply said, "Mia is just playing a prank. If the dog dies, we'll just get another one."And so, my dog convulsed in my arms before he finally went still. It took exactly one minute.After the incident, they promised to get me another dog. No one ever brought this up again.When it was my parents' turn, they answered in unison, "Five minutes."The only time I ever celebrated Thanksgiving with my family, Mia swapped my col
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